E 23rd
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I grew up on East 23rd, where I got my first bike stolen One time I seen this dude cap getting peeled. Turf boys grindin' hard, money foldin' I grew up on East 23rd, where I got my first bike stolen One time I seen this dude cap getting peeled. Turf boys grindin' hard, money foldin' I grew up on East 23rd, around the corner from Jack in the Box Where young dudes had crack in a box. Tucked in a stash spot. The cross street was E 15th Circa 1986, I got my street fix. Son of "Buck" with buck teeth My dad was a mechanic, life was kinda easy, kinda took the shit for granted My pops had a mechanic shop in Agnes Memorial Church Fixed drops to Jags...any whips the D-Boys' had A hood mechanic, I learned a trade from an early age Independentry, how to skip the streets and stay paid Bring your shit to me, fix your timing belt if it was frayed Bring a G to we, we've got auction whips...I got you man See pops was a "nut" with the wrenches, and have you right tomorrow You won't have to f*ck with the bus benches See anything you wanted, we got it, just keep it coming Big bucks flowing through, through the ghetto for fixing something I grew up on East 23rd, where I got my first bike stolen One time I seen this dude cap getting peeled. Turf boys grindin' hard, money foldin' I grew up on East 23rd, where I got my first bike stolen One time I seen this dude cap getting peeled. Turf boys grindin' hard, money foldin' A lot of guys I went to school with got locked up A lot of ladies I went to class with got knocked up Yo that's the life of kids who grew up with uncles that were heroin addicts Aunties a prostitute, couldn't do nothing but stare at it When I got off the porch all I saw was junkies Working class dope fiends, couldn't shake the monkey Off they back, smoking crack, shooting heroin in they veins You see bums digging through trash, I see people in pain God! Help these people please! This shit ain't funny...what the f*ck?! Ladies trippin' out and screaming and she's high off Angel Dust Rich man at the light, he just roll his windows up Cause he goes home to Piedmont, that's why he don't give a f*ck Family good and he got money, he come down to get his fix Or try to cop a blowie from a hooker on the strip As soon as he get his, that motherfucker cut and dip Asking God as a kid, why'd you make it like this I grew up on East 23rd, where I got my first bike stolen One time I seen this dude cap getting peeled. Turf boys grindin' hard, money foldin' I grew up on East 23rd, where I got my first bike stolen One time I seen this dude cap getting peeled. Turf boys grindin' hard, money foldin'
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